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Nora Fatehi suddenly had a bad feeling.

Humiliated and furious, she pounded her fists against the man carrying her. "Caesor, put me down right now!"

This man — he just swooped in and...

How was she supposed to show her face around here?

Caesor gave her a light smack. "Quiet. Watch your image — world championship bronze medalist, racing goddess."

Nora Fatehi gritted her teeth